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Delicious like a vicious poison, toxic like a caustic cloud
you wrap me in a world without end and a hopeful shroud
surrounds my life now.
I hope I make you proud and astounded
by the joy and love I encapsulate from you
I’ll insulate you from the pains of the world
and you are like the world to me.

{CHORUS}
I’m blue when you are saddened.
I’m feel misshapened when you’re maddened.
Deranged by our lycanthropic love as it evolves through the ages
because I will never want to turn further pages
without you.
Emily they scream inside my head
and like the dead it stirs me.

We make no concessions in our professions of our love
and in secret nights we make confessions of our darker desires
to be within and not without one another’s touch.
I say “I could never love the world half as much as you.”
You say “I could never love the world half as much as I love you.”
and I say “Yeah, that too.”
You smile. God, I love you.

{CHORUS}

Like the waking dead I’m called to you for succor
I want you like I want no other lover.
Only madmen could turn from love
the way I turn to you
And I will never turn away.
You are a brightest white light against my deepest blackest days.
And if I die before I wake,
I’ll pray to no lord my soul to take.
‘Cause if I’d die I’d find you and remind you
that sometimes some things last forever.
{Spoken}
I love you less than three thousand, three hundred, thirty-three. (<3333)
You mean the world to me.
You are my everything.
My Emily.

There are many types of people. Most of them are worthless vile creatures. I hate most people, because people…People are worth hating.
I feel trapped -everyday- by a world of liars, of spineless, brainless demons. Willing to hurt those around them for self-preservation, for nothing more than the ability to be lazy. Safe in Sloth by erring on the side of ass kissing. Time and time again, I find that the people in higher positions, whether my boss or “My” president, they are worthless offal. Everyday, I am struck, wounded by the knowledge that it is not ability to perform a task, but the ability to accept being face-fucked by ‘superiors’ which lets someone advance to these higher positions.
And when these bastard vermin attain their coveted higher position they, like the vermin they replace, revel in their ability to force others to do their work whilst they themselves do nothing but drink coffee and sit on their ass. They still expect others to work, follow all rules, and they use those rules (twist them) to harass those that do not act as they once did.
I, I don’t take kindly to those who attempt to exploit me. I do my job. I expect those, whether above or below me, to do the EXACT same. But, not these blighters. “Do as I say, not as I do.” They wear such a motto. It is the maxim of the legion carrion.
“It’s not my job.” I’ve heard so many times, askewed to imply that despite the fact that one may be able to provide assistance for someone who deserves it by their need, they would err on the side of laziness and worthlessness. Far be it for them to extend their hand in needed help for another less fortunate, for someone working hard who could use the help. Because they gain nothing themselves, only work. How sad, this world has become ruled by demons. This is but one of the reasons my blog in entitled, Apocalypse 18:2.
Apocalypse means “to reveal”. But you might better know this word by its english counterpart, Revelation. Revelation 18:2 speaks volumes of the current world, “Fallen, fallen is the city of Babylon. For it has become a dwelling place of demons.”
That is what the world has become. Made vile by The Vile Spawn of Satan. Greed, Sloth, Wrath, Vanity, Pride, Lust, Gluttony.
Honor, Honesty, Piety, Altruism, Moderation. These things are distained in this world. This world claims a love of Heroes, but promotes only Villains. How ill this world has become.
I am possessed of extreme intelligence. Possessed by Honor, Honesty, Piety, Altruism, and Moderation, I am a nobleman. But I am of sin as well. Wrath is my vice. I don’t presume that I am perfect. Or even worthy of praise. I despise my mistakes. My Wrath has made me harm someone so severely that I fear myself. I must perpetually control my urges to smite those who offend me. In my youth my fists delivered swift vengeance for minimal trespasses. Now I must use words first. And cafefully worded, they must be. Because, in America, saying something like, “If you don’t shut up, I’m going to hurt you,” is no different than a quick hammer blow to a person’s ribs shattering their side and stopping their speech. Both are assault. Their only difference is in degree. Meer words can put you in jail. But the words of the one who caused such anger is free of reprisal. When did the world become so fucked up. A person my belittle another until they are so enraged they act upon the urge to make it stop. These same harassing words cause our lessers to commit suicide. So why is that not a crime as well. What is worse, is the fact that a person who fails at committing suicide can be convicted of “Attempted Suicide”. How novelly contemptuous, further ostracize those who have been so ostracized they wish to cease living. Such brilliant cruelty. The Laws of Demons.

Yesterday I tucked you in
watched as the lamp made
a fire in your eyes, last night
Watched as you laid your head down
The last day you said I love you
before your dreams touched the sky
you kissed me good night
and I slept so sound
You made me happy all around

The last night
The last day
I was happy
Yesterday

Yesterdays fade away
hopeless and sad
too upset to be mad
less than half a man
I can’t even stand
even see
the tears clouding me
coward fit
I exist
when nothing wants me

Yesterday was such a good day
Why can’t it be yesterday again
Yesterday you were my girlfriend
Why can’t it be yesterday again

I Love you
Spread your legs so I can love you more
You’re So Pretty, you self-addicting whore
back away
what’s trodden black is an evil place
I’ll leave in dirt what I would say
I hope that dirt becomes the earth
that sits atop your grave

Pariah-like
I sit beside her
before she casts me out
drugs
in her mind
inside her
she always throws me out
she forces me through
such trial
just to find out
what it is
inside her
she always shuts me out

It makes me sick to please you
You make me sad when I appease you
Understand the contradiction
You’re like a pain addiction

Finally
I realized
that she was far from lost
sadly
in her mind
I was worth the cost
funny
I was so kind
that she left me at a loss

It makes me sick to please you
You make me sad when I appease you
Understand the contradiction
You’re like a bad addiction

Now
she stumbles
like the walking dead
oh, how
she fumbles
and can never stay ahead
now
her beauty’s humble
her eyes pitched in a failing red

It makes me sick to please you
It makes me mad when I appease you
Understand the contradiction
You’re like a sad addiction
You’re like a bad addiction
You’re like a mad addiction

I remember all of December
and November, October, September
and the rest of the year before
I remember watchin’ with you in my arms
Inuyasha and Aqua Teen Hunger Force
I’d stay ‘til I knew you were sleeping
waking you wouldn’t let me go
But when I knew you were dreaming
I could barely walk out that door

When you were sleeping
I’d lean toward your lips
And when you were dreaming
I’d always steal a kiss
and I’d always think I know why
people say this
It was just so sweet
stealing that kiss

All the small things
like the smell of your hair
I didn’t know that I’d miss them
until you weren’t there

I’m sorry
And I know it’s too late
But Please forgive me
For all my tiny mistakes
I know I made fun
of your best friend
but I was tired
of hearing about drunken weekends
Remember I cut down the trees in your yard
I’d do anything for you even though it was hard
Just try to remember
It wasn’t all bad
Cause when I look back It’s makes me glad
I’m happy to have known you
And happier still
To have loved you like no one ever will

But with this song you know I’ve made a mark
And I hope You can hear it and I hope that’s a start

I’ll never forget
I’ll never forget
I’ll never forget
What people meant by
stealing a kiss
stealing a kiss
stealing a kiss
I’ll never forget you

never forget you

I’ll never forget you

never forget you

I’ll never forget
And I’ll always remember
Summerland
(stealing a kiss)
and Holding your hand
(stealing a kiss)
and the walks down the shore
(stealing a kiss)
and what will come nevermore
(stealing a kiss)
Cause your gone
(stealing a kiss)
(stealing a kiss)
(stealing a kiss)

The Tarot of The Crossroads
I have named this tarot, “The Tarot of The Crossroads,” because it shows you different aspects of the future, not the future itself. This tarot may be used in two ways: You may ask a question or ask about the future. Either way, they both proceeded in the same manner. The explanation of how to read the tarot will follow the process of how to perform the steps before reading.

1.) As the reader, shuffle your deck until it tells you to stop. I imply here the deck expresses to you enough time has passed. Sometimes you may not need to shuffle the deck at all.
2.) Cut the facedown deck into thirds. They need not be equal in height.
3.) Cut each stack again. You should now have six stacks of cards.
4.) Restack the deck in what ever order you desire.
5.) Knock on the deck three times. It does note matter if you pick up the deck before or after you do this. The effect is unchanged.
6.) Hand the deck to the person you are doing the reading for. They must shuffle the deck three times, then they must perform steps 2-6 as well. After they are done reclaim the deck and knock three times on the deck once more.
7.) Whether you hold the deck or seat the deck, the deck must be drawn from the right side of your person with the left hand.
8.) The cards are to be laid out in this order. Do not focus on the cards only where they go, or your hand will err and betray your goal. You may not wish to look directly at the cards as they are drawn for this reason.